By the time Jiang Chuan returned, it was close to midnight.
Looking at the dimly lit luxury villa, Jiang Chuan couldn't help but sigh inwardly, his expression extremely complex. After a long pause, he finally stepped toward the villa.
"Woof..."
"Woof..."
The barking of dogs came from inside the villa. Two Tibetan mastiffs, taller than a person, were baring their fangs at Jiang Chuan, barking continuously, as if at any moment, they would pounce and tear Jiang Chuan into pieces.
Jiang Chuan knew that these two Tibetan mastiffs were acquired by Qiu Qianyu at a great cost, genuine pedigree Tibetan mastiffs, with formidable combat power, capable of taking on a pack of wolves alone.
Even lone wolves would not dare to provoke them easily!
"Roar..."
Jiang Chuan ignored the roar of the mastiffs and continued to walk into the villa. Just then, a deep growl, growing from distant to near, rolled in.
Jiang Chuan's body shook abruptly, and he immediately stopped in his tracks.
"Roar..."
The growl came again.
Following the sound, Jiang Chuan looked, his eyes slightly trembling, filled with disbelief deep in his gaze. He truly couldn't believe his eyes.
In the darkness, a large white dog slowly emerged.
No!
It wasn't a big dog.
It was a wolf, a king among wolves, the White Wolf King!
The White Wolf King looked at Jiang Chuan, its blue pupils brimming with excitement and joy, ecstatically rushing toward Jiang Chuan. Too excited, it stumbled and fell.
But the White Wolf King didn't care, standing up and continuing to run towards Jiang Chuan.
It pounced like a hungry tiger, knocking Jiang Chuan to the ground, extending its tongue to lick Jiang Chuan's face incessantly, like a little dog reuniting with its beloved owner.
"Alright, alright, stop it..." Jiang Chuan let the White Wolf King lick his face, his eyes filled with joy and disbelief.
After a long time, the White Wolf King finally let Jiang Chuan go, but its head kept nudging against Jiang Chuan's thigh, extraordinarily affectionate.
"Xiaoba, how did you come?"
Jiang Chuan squatted down, gently caressing the White Wolf King's forehead, his face beaming with a smile. Seeing this White Wolf King, all the gloom in his heart vanished without a trace.
The White Wolf King was born in the Land of the North Cold, ruling nearly a thousand wolves there.
Once, when Jiang Chuan went to the Land of the North Cold on a mission, he encountered this White Wolf King. Since then, the White Wolf King had been following Jiang Chuan, becoming his only companion.
Until Jiang Chuan returned to his country, they parted ways.
On the day Jiang Chuan returned, the White Wolf King, reluctant to part, chased after the car Jiang Chuan was in, issuing a series of howls, unwilling to separate from Jiang Chuan.
Jiang Chuan always remembered the look in the White Wolf King's eyes at that moment.
No matter how Jiang Chuan thought about it, he never imagined that after only a few days back in the country, the White Wolf King would appear before him. Seeing the White Wolf King at that moment, he even doubted if it was an illusion.
"Roar, roar..." Xiaoba licked Jiang Chuan's cheek, growling softly twice.
"Did someone bring you?" Jiang Chuan frowned slightly.
"Jiang Sheng."
At this moment, a clear voice arose from the darkness, and a beautiful figure emerged gradually from the shadows, saying, "I brought it here. Speaking of it, I'm grateful to it. Otherwise, in the vast Yanbei City, I wouldn't have easily found Jiang Sheng."
Jiang Sheng, meaning Mr. Jiang, is a title of utmost respect.
Jiang Chuan slowly stood up, looking ahead.
The speaker was a woman, about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old.
She wore a light yellow dress, black high heels on her feet, long ebony hair cascading over her shoulders, with willow-shaped eyebrows, and a perfect figure radiating an intellectual aura.
Her every move revealed composure and thoughtfulness.
"Is it you?" Jiang Chuan said, surprised.
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